Empty Frames

synthwave, electronic, energetic, angsty, hopeful,

June 21st, 2024suno

Lyrics

(Intro) (Slow, distorted synth pads with a subtle, pulsating beat) (Verse 1) The city sleeps, a concrete jungle, breathing in the night Neon signs flicker, casting shadows, a cold and lonely light I'm lost in the maze of empty frames, memories in grayscale Ghosts of laughter, whispers of pain, echoes in this empty space (Pre-Chorus) Every empty room, a mirror reflecting back The broken pieces of a heart, a shattered, fractured track The silence screams, a symphony of lost desires A hollow echo, a fire that fades, consumed by inner fires (Chorus) Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were A love story fading, lost in the blur We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air (Verse 2) The rain falls softly, drumming on the window pane A lullaby of sorrow, a relentless, driving rain I see your face in the drops, a fleeting, phantom smile Lost in the echoes of a love, that lasted just a while (Pre-Chorus) Every empty room, a mirror reflecting back The broken pieces of a heart, a shattered, fractured track The silence screams, a symphony of lost desires A hollow echo, a fire that fades, consumed by inner fires (Chorus) Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were A love story fading, lost in the blur We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air (Bridge) (Intensified synths, with a driving beat and a distorted vocal) I'm searching for an escape, a way to break free But the chains of memory, they bind me to this decree I'm lost in the labyrinth of my mind, a maze of what could be Haunted by the echoes of a love, that will never set me free (Verse 3) The city sleeps, a concrete jungle, breathing in the night The shadows dance, a ghostly waltz, under the cold, neon light I'm lost in the maze of empty frames, memories in grayscale Ghosts of laughter, whispers of pain, echoes in this empty space (Chorus) Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were A love story fading, lost in the blur We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air (Outro) (Fading synths, with a slow, mournful heartbeat) Empty frames... Empty frames...

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